William, Thank you for this very fine garden sonnet! Such a wonderful feeling, to walk barefoot through the garden and spy the baby bunny. Of course, my favorite stanza is about the bunny:

Heucheras, heucherellas, hostas, ferns

Astilbe, iris, sedum, fill the space.

A baby bunny runs and then returns

To eat some clover at this precious place.

All of your sonnet gives a feeling of peace and wonderment!

Best wishes to you upon this fine Sunday morn', Amy

P.S. I love the photo of the little bunny.